Murdoc x Reader (Addiction)

Part 1 (Life sucks)

You were lying there on your bed, all life drained out from your eyes. You were just looking up at your ceiling dreading having to get up to go to work.......at a fucking subway. 

A subway! Your boss was A ass and bipolar screams came out at you almost every day. You sit up from your uncomfortable bed practically dragging your self out of it. 

'Fuck uh were are my pills' You groan, not wanting to look to hard you look on your night stand seeing them there. Picking up a old drink you swallow your pills to start your day. 

You walk up to your closet to put on your stupid uniform for work. It was a black shirt with the word Subway on it, next putting on the mandatory black pants and black waist apron. 

Now that you were dressed you walk to the bathroom when your phone started to ring. 

'Finally, she's late today'.

You pick up the phone to 'SORRY I WAS LATE HI ARE YOU UP!!!!'. You reply with 'GIRL OMG I CAN WAKE BY MY SELF'!

It was a routine to call your bestie so you both could feel a little less like your both about to go homeless and not working your dream jobs. 

You speak up 'Well I'm putting on makeup right now so I don't look so much like a social reject, and I'm poor so lets get them tips'.

 You and your friend laugh and you tell her your done getting ready and you need to start to leave. 

'Ughhhhhhhhhh fine ok well have fun at work byeeeee'. 'Byeeeeeee, alright time to do this shit'. 

You walk out the door to get in your car grabbing your phone, coat, and shoes on the way out. On they way there you remind your self that after work today you will be a assistant to something, anything! Your dream was to be a assistant to a detective so you could one day become one to help people. But people looked at you in the weirdest way when you tell them that. Looking at your self you understood. You were a depressed, just now adult in love with anime, music, and playing music when your mad. They wouldn't think of you having brains. You were logical, responsible, but you were stuck here in-between jobs at a Subway having to suck in all the bitchy and put on your Hi! I'm a robot face(: .

Well, "I'm here!",     You say out loud you walk into the job with a smile on your face.

"Good morning John!" "Morning Y/N glad your here!" Oh thank good he's happy today, "Ill start to open, Thanks for waiting!" "Yup make sure you count the bread and open before any customers walk in." "yup sure thing."

Well you  opened up and got a customer running in, he was tall with cow boy boots and a upside down cross necklace. 

Fuck! You think you hated when this happened it was hard to find people that dressed the way you did or liked the thinks you liked, so it was always embarrassing when someone walked in and you couldn't talk to them. 

He walked up and you turned of a fake smile and put a real one on. He said "Hey sugar tits, give me the number 1." And he said it so nonchalant! 

You couldn't help your face contorting to disgust. "um suuuure um ill see you at the end." You put on the fake smile as you wanted to choke the guy out for the comments he was saying to your body until he payed. You handed him his food saying "That will be 6:38 sir" with a smile" He payed and you were surprised when he tipped you six bucks. That was more than average so you were glad.

When you were all done with orders put through the hole day, so you would walk out side to smoke a cig or take a pill. 

Well when you were done with the day you were out of pills and your friend/plug was out so he sent you to this one guy. You felt nervous because your so called "plug" was just a friend that didn't take his pills. 

Once you got there you were in aw, FUCK it was that guy from the store. This is weird you looked the most unpolite with the cig in your hand and bags under your eyes. 

"Ah aH AH!, Look who it is!  Its the luv from the sandwich shop!" He had a devilish look on his face. "Haha ya  sorry ifs that's weird" you laughed awkwardly.

 "Um so want do you have." You though shit I just want to get out of here man.  "Ummmmm pain killers." He said, It looked like he was trying to rush this. Trying to give this a chance you say, "Um which kind?, Do you at least know the Milgram?" 

"Look I dont know, just have them and trying to get some cash." You think shit its what I thought, "No sorry dude this is sketchy, I don't even take pain killers. I abuse ADHD medications. you needed to get out of there before something bad happens "Um I'm sorry I'm out."

(Edit so if you want Y/N to act a different way If you want me to wright a different way leave a comment on the edit line so I know. Or I don't know do you want the story to turn out a different way. But this is a TW because there will be themes of depression addiction and just ghetto times. )